Lyrics

I passed a little stone house on a hill today
Set back from the road aways, and I remembered
That old cabin in the Sangres

It weren't much to look at, it was
Even less to live in
But we were younger then
We didn't stop to count the money
Or the days

I wish I could have stayed on
Just one more summer
I'm getting older now, it slips back
A little further every day
I need one more drink from a mason jar
One more wish, on one more falling star
One more high, clear, August Day

We were five lost souls in five stacked bunks
Living out of old Navy trunks
But by the fourth of July
We'd learned to live and work like brothers

Then I found love at Kit Carson's bar
I kissed her 'neath a billion stars
And by August
All we wanted was each other

I wish we could have stayed on
Just one more summer
We're getting older now, it slips back
A little further every day
I need one more drink form a mason jar
One more wish, on one more falling star
One more high, clear, August Day

Now my friends pass you by, and they barely know you
But I can still see who you are
Hard to believe, we let ourselves just slip away
Even harder to believe we've come this far

But life is different in the Sangres,
Than it is down on the sidewalk
Where you sweat the money matters
And you speak, instead of talk

And the damndest thing I've seen
Is us, here speaking to each other
Instead of talking like we're lovers
Though we still can walk the walk

Maybe we should go back,
And steal one more summer
We're getting older now, and I'd hate to think
It might somehow slip away
When I need one more drink from a mason jar
One more wish, on one more falling star
One more high, clear, August Day

So what do you say,
To drinking from a mason jar
I'll kiss you 'neath the same bright billion stars
We saw that high, clear August Day